Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 372

Chapter 372 Lisa: Ava's Camp

LISA

After miles of walking, the sun is pretty high in the sky.

I'm too exhausted to shove back layers to take a peek at my watch, plus I really don't want to know what time it is. If it's too early, I'll know we're still ages from seeing Ava. If it's too late, I'll be even more exhausted knowing how long we've been trudging through the snow.

Better to just keep going as my lungs burn and my whole body aches. I really thought I was ready for this, but I'm not in as good of shape as I'd thought.

Kellan's doubtful stare when I asked to come along is really making sense.

"Don't worry." Mira's friendly voice tells me she's back. Sometimes she roams ahead, helping break trail. "We aren't far now."

Thank. Fucking. God.

Mira points at a thin line of grey against the pale winter sky. "See that smoke? That's their camp."

My shoulders sag with relief as I stare at the back of Kellan's head. His broad shoulders haven't slowed once during our trek, and here I am ready to collapse. "Have I slowed you all down?"

"Not at all." Mira's smile warms her words. "We don't always scout in wolf form, you know."

"Why not?" It hadn't occurred to me that they would do that, but now that she's mentioned it—well, why wouldn't they? "Wouldn't it be easier?"

different when we're shifted. We

"Different how?"

but complex reasoning becomes harder. Plus, clothes are a pain to deal with. No one likes shifting

glance at Kellan's back. His steady stride

that crystallize in front of

is ever closer, and eventually the scent of cooking meat makes my mouth water. The promise of warmth and food urges me forward those last few steps until the camp

excited shout carries across the snow as she

I can wave back, a silver blur crashes through the snow. Selene slams into me with the force of a furry semi, knocking me flat on my back. Her tongue assaults

laugh, trying to shield my

my feet. Snow clings to my

all the way out here?"

to see you." I pull back, noting the rosy flush in her cheeks. She

so much, actually. But once Vanessa shoves this meal down

already deep in conversation with Marcus, their heads bent together as they discuss whatever

I heard you caught a

men caught a moose. I'm just going to help eat

loud growl. Ava laughs and loops her arm through mine, leading me toward the

methodically packs supplies into neat bundles, barely sparing us a glance as we enter

I observe. Most tents I've ever seen camping are small.

wasn't bad, but Greg

My muscles protest the movement—I'll

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